I told Taylor about what happened with Jude and she was pretty surprised, he's not an angry guy. I also told her that Stef and Lena wouldn't let me stay over, so she suggested that we stay at her friend Daria's house, that way there's no chance of anything happening, but she did point out that nothing would happen anyway. So, Stef and Lena changed their minds and let me come.

I've never spoken to Daria properly before, but she seems nice enough. Well, maybe sometimes she can be a little stuck up but overall, she's just a normal teenage girl. I could do with more normalcy in my life. She and Taylor have been talking about the boys in our grade all night. To be fair to Taylor, it's mostly been Daria doing the talking, she seems as bored as I am.

"What about you Gracie?" Daria wakes me from my daydream.

"What about me?" I'm pretty sure this is the first time she's ever asked me a question or even looked me in the eye.

"Are there any boys you like?" Taylor chuckles. "What? It's just, I know you broke up with Jason, so I was wondering if there was any other guy you were interested in." I know she means well, but Taylor and I can't help ourselves when we burst into a fit of laughter.

"Technically, Jason broke up with me and with good reason," I laugh. "I'm not into guys. I'm gay."

"Oh my God, that makes so much sense." She laughs too. But I can tell she feels like an idiot.

"What does?"

"Huh? Oh, nothing I just meant it makes sense that you and Jason broke up." Daria's a little bit strange. "Well, whatever I'm kind of tired, I'm going to bed." Daria gets up off the floor and climbs into her gigantic bed. Although there's plenty of room for both of us or at least one of us to sleep in the bed too, Daria's provided Taylor and I a blow-up mattress on the floor with a bunch of blankets and pillows.

"She hates sharing her bed," Taylor whispers. "You'd think that would be a problem considering how much she talks about boys." I laugh again, Taylor's always making me laugh.

Daria switches the lights off and Taylor and I try to get comfortable on the slightly deflated air mattress. We both whisper back and forth for a while. She tells me about the vacation her family is going on, and how she feels bad that I'm going to be stuck at school for almost half of summer. I'm not that annoyed about it, if it takes a little extra time and effort to be half as smart as she is, then it's worth it. She smiles when I tell her that. For a moment, when I'm looking into her eyes listening to her gush about her favorite TV shows, I contemplate the idea of me having a crush on her. After I argued with Jude, I've been thinking a lot about it. What he said kind of got to me. The thought vanishes after a few seconds though, it's ridiculous. Taylor and I are great friends, nothing more. We both kind of stop talking for a while and I'm almost falling asleep, then Taylor speaks up again.

"Gracie?"

"Yeah?"

"Are you still awake?" I roll back over to face her.

"You okay?" She's leaning up on her elbow. Her lips slightly part as she focuses her eyes on me.

"I just..." Her sentence trails to a stop. She just keeps looking at me, then I realize she's looking at my lips. And before I can do anything, her lips meet mine for a moment. She pulls away, only slightly, her face lingers barely an inch away from mine. "Sorry, I just had to." She rolls over to turn away from me. I guess Stef and Lena were right.

She kissed me, why would she kiss me? I thought she liked boys, to be perfectly honest I thought she liked Jude, I know she used to. Again, I find myself wondering if I do like her; she makes me smile and laugh, and she's a really good friend. But is that it? Is she a friend or something else? Something more?

After I lie completely still, staring at the back of her head for ten minutes, Daria turns the light on. I shut my eyes pretending to be asleep. "Taylor." I can feel her shaking the bed to get Taylor's attention. "Get up." I sink lower into the bed and hear their footsteps over to the bathroom. "Don't think I didn't see that."

"Quiet, she'll hear you," Taylor says.

"She's asleep. So what? Are you a lesbian now? Why do all my friends end up being gay?" Daria seems to make everything about herself.

"I don't know, it doesn't matter anyway."

"It does matter, you kissed her."

"I wanted to, so I did." I smile, trying to stay as still as possible. "What's the big deal?"

"Do you like her?" Taylor doesn't answer. "Well, you obviously do."

"Why are you so offended by this?" Taylor snaps at her.

"I'm not I just-"

"Daria, this isn't about you it's nothing to do with you. If you're my friend, then you'll just be here for me okay?" There's silence for a second.

"Okay, sorry. You're right. It's not about me, I'm here for you." I can see why they're friends, Taylor keeps Daria grounded and Daria helps Taylor let loose.

I finally fall asleep after Taylor and Daria went to sleep. The next day I text Callie to pick me up, so I don't have to sit through an awkward breakfast. She can tell right away that something happened.

"Why so happy?" She asks.

"No reason." I don't even know if I should be happy, Taylor might just be confused. I guess either way she makes me happy.

"Come on Gracie, spit it out."

"Okay. I'll tell you, but you can't tell Jude."

"Oh my God! He was right? You do like her, don't you?" Callie doesn't seem mad she seems happy for me.

"Callie, she kissed me." I panic a little. If Jude found out he'd get even madder at me.

"She did? Wait, she kissed you? Like she initiated it?"

"Yeah, I didn't know what to do I was so shocked, but I didn't stop smiling until I fell asleep and couldn't stop smiling when I woke up. And when she hugged me goodbye... I don't know I just had this feeling."

"Did she anything about it today?"

"No." I think back to waking up next to her. "But she was smiling too. Like, I don't wanna get my hopes up, but I think we could go somewhere."

"Good, I'm happy for you Gracie. What are you gonna do?"

"I don't know, what do I do? Well, I guess I have to talk to Jude about it, I hate not talking to him. He's going to be furious."

"I'm sure it won't be that bad. But yeah that's probably a good idea to talk to him, just don't get distracted from your schoolwork okay? You're doing so well."

"God, you sound like mama," Callie smiles at me, "What?"

"You called her mama."

"It's about time I start calling them mom and mama, I mean, I'm an Adams-Foster now."